Cold Lampin` With Flavor Lyrics

Cold Lampin` With Flavor lyrics

Yo man, what do he mean by suckas, man?

Yo, we only tryna put a black eye in a gang

But yo, we gon' let you put a black eye in a gang plan

You know what I'm sayin'?



Yeah, boy, go madina, go madina

Rockin' a beat to the [Incomprehensible]

Yeah boy, I got a solo, boy

That's why Flava goin' solo, what y'all know 'bout that?

Yo, we gon' kick the flava like this, yo, bust this out



I'm lampin', I'm lampin', I'm cold cold lampin'

I got loowies, boy, I'm not trampin'

I just came from the crib ya know

I'm on the go, throw ya tank into metro



Live lyrics from the bank of reality

I kick the flyest dope maneuver technicality

To a dope track, you wanna hike, get your backpack

Get out the wack sack



I'm in my Flav-mobile cold lampin'

I took this G upstate cold lampin'

To the poker nose, we call the hide-a-ways

A pack of franks and a big bag of Frito Lays



Public Enemy, cold lampin'

Cold lampin'

Public Enemy, cold lampin'

Cold lampin'



Flavor Flav on a hype tip

I'm ya hype drink, come take a big sip

I'm in position, you can't play me out the pocket

I'll take the dopest beat you got and I'll rock it



Like chocolate, even vanilla

Chocolate, strawberry, saperella

Flavors are electric, try me, get a shocker

Didn't I tell you to leave Flavor Flav alone, knocker?



A clock on my chest prove I don't fess

I'm a clocka rocka, rockin' wit the rest

Flavor in the house by Chuck D's side

Chuck got the Flavor-Flav don't hide



PE crazy, crazy PE

Makin' crazy loowies for the shoppin' spree

Ya eatin' death 'cause ya like gettin' dirt

From the graveyard, you put gravy on it



Then you pick your teeth with tombstone chips

Casket cover clips, dead women hips

Ya do the bump with

Bones, nutin' but love bones



Lifestyles of the live and dead, first ya live then ya dead

Died tryin' to clock what I said

Now I got a murder rap

'Cause I bust ya cap with Flavor, pure Flavor



Public Enemy, cold lampin'

Cold lampin'

Public Enemy, cold lampin'

Cold lampin'



We got Magnum Brown, Shoothki, Valoothki

Super calafraga hestik alagoothki

You could put that in ya don't know what I said book

Took look yuk duk wuk



Shinavative ill factors by the Flavor Flav

Come and ride the Flavor wave

In any year or any given day

What a brotha know what do Flavor say?



Why do the record play that way?

Prime time merrily in the day

Right now this radio station is busy

Brainknowledgeably wizzy



Honey drippers, you say you got it

You ain't got no flavor and I can prove it

Flavor Flav the flav all of flavors

Onion and garlic French fried potatoes



Make ya breath stink, breath fire

Makes any onion the best crier

I know it sounds crazy but it fits perfect

Peter Perfect pimped a perfect Peter



Honey dripper, sucker sipper, big dipper, sucker dripper

Drippin' suckers till it's goin' outta style

Creatin' somethin' for the Flavor Flav pile

Flavor Flav the flava for the pile, lampin' booyee madina style



Kickin' da flavor gittin' busy

Ya goin' out, I think ya dizzy

I think ya hungry '€˜cause ya starvin' for Flavor

Flavor most, put it on your toast



Eat it and taste it and swallow it down

Imperial Flavor gives you the crown

Of the king called Flavor, the king of all flavors

Rolls and rolls and rolls of life savers



Flavor Flav is in everything you eat

'Cause everything you eat got flavor

Flavor Flav is the first taste ya get in the mornin'

Your breakfast is the flavor



In between after lunch, in between after dinner

In between at the midnight flavor

That's right, boy